Rainbow Dreams Come True

Rainbow the Warrior Unicorn jumped through rainbow portal after rainbow portal, spreading peace like pastel rain. Her coat glistened with all the colours of the rainbow, while her horn glowed with soft golden light.

A unicorn with a shining coat of blue and pink colours, between trees with flowers on the forest floor
Image by Jim Cooper from Pixabay

Today there was an argument in a household kitchen, a married couple disagreeing over their porridge. Rainbow appeared before them then was gone like a magical vision. Voices lowered and tempers calmed. The argument was over, a mystery in its place.

Then a school playground, a fight between two children pausing while the assembled crowd of youngsters gazed in awe at the unicorn. Then Rainbow was gone, and the fight was over.

Next came a shop, where an irate customer shouted at a quivering sales assistant. A shining unicorn raced between them, and was gone. The angry customer was left speechless, and then hurriedly left the store.

And again and again. Sometimes she would stop, mentally asking, “portal fairies …. Somewhere to rest next.”

Today at her request the portal changed its rainbow hues to silver and gold … the colour of unicorn horns.

Rainbow jumped in to the glittering light. She found herself in a forest glade with a fountain in its middle, and a wooden sign proudly proclaiming, “Gemstone Glade.”

Crystalline fairies flew around her. “Welcome, unicorn stranger, you will find much to enjoy here.”

For once, she was somewhere where peace prevailed already. Slowly, Rainbow sipped from the sparkling fountain waters. Immediately, she felt revived.

A soft neigh shushed the glade. Rainbow turned round to behold a mighty Pegasus.

“Hello, I am Ryan. It is always a pleasure to see a new unicorn here.”

Rainbow had met a kindred soul. The two unicorns exchanged notes on their many adventures. Read Unicorn Ryan Adventures

Then a portal of shining pink light opened before them.

“I think it is time we adventure together,” said Ryan. Together they jumped in to the light, and to a new year of pink possibility and maybe, just maybe unicorn dreams come true.

May rainbow unicorns guide your way, and may the silken dust of all your dreams come true follow you through 2026 and beyond.

Rainbow Raya

Raya the Unicorn entered Gemstone Glade, a dream of living light, pastel poetry in motion. Her rainbow body glimmered under the moonlight, like an artist’s colour palette waiting to weave its magic.

A unicorn like a rainbow in colourful pastel stripes, in a snow-swept forest
Image by Silvia from Pixabay

Seldom seen in the glade, Raya preferred her privacy. Tonight however, she shivered with mission in her sparkling eyes. Magic glowed in her green horn, as a secret smile sung in her eyes.

Slowly, Raya walked towards the ancient oak tree, noble protector of the glade, silent sentry of centuries uncounted. Gently, she placed the tip of her horn to its trunk.

The tree suddenly glowed with green inner light, then it changed to pink, then to blue, then indigo, then violet, then back to green. The Gemstone Glade fairies clapped their hands in glee.

Little did Raya know, that the Gemstone Glade oak tree did not merely hold magic in its large roots … it could also connect spiritually to each oak tree on Planet Earth. As moonlight kissed its branches, enchanted electricity sped through its roots and in its turn kissed each oak tree in the world below.

On a moonlit night, each oak tree on Earth would now change colour like a ripple rainbow moving though time and space to create a river of healing light.

The people on Earth were stunned, deciding the enigma was a sign … of hope.

And hope hugged Raya’s own heart as the Gemstone Glade oak tree suddenly grew upwards in fast motion, branches thrusting themselves in to a wiser world. Then it appeared above, a green cloud that Raya somehow knew was a magic portal. Her wings quivered in avid anticipation.

A whir of wind behind her heralded the arrival of Unicorn Ryan. He nodded his horn towards her in a gentle hello. Then he looked up, and together they flew in to the green cloud.

They arrived in a large forest of oak trees. “I believe this is Magical Oak Tree Forest,” Ryan informed her using the ancient language of telepathy.

They wandered along winding paths, trees towering overhead like protectors of the world. Ryan touched his horn to a tree. Its bark groaned, and then magically it sprouted two pink and green unicorn wings. They fluttered in a gentle breeze. Then water dripped from them like tears … indeed the soul of the ancient oak tree was now crying.

The magic tears fell through time and space and then rained on Planet Earth. All over the world, the oak tree tears touched hearts and triggered human tears. The planet rocked to raw emotion and mystic melancholy … and the people remembered. They understood the beauty of the planet, and connected to the sacred souls within each tree. And then they cried for the devastation wrought by their own species.

Smiles chased away tears like the sun. It was time for change. It was time to heal the world.

Far away, Ryan and Raya returned to Gemstone Glade. “I have a magic tablet,” confided Ryan. “Would you like another adventure with me?”

“How exciting!” laughed Raya. It was time to shed tears for travel. Together, they felt invincible.

The Gemstone Glade oak tree turned pink.

“Let’s find a pink paradise!” cried Raya.

“I think we might just manage that,” replied Ryan.

They touched horns, a smile of delicious dreams in their eyes.

Far below them, oak trees nursed their wish for a better tomorrow. And as a new day dawned, they knew the undeniable destiny of all dreams … to come true.

Golden Rainbow

Black unicorn twins Cleo and Jess trot sleekly in to Gemstone Glade, their dark coats glistening under a soft sun, their golden horns shining like precious jewels on fire.

black unicorn rearing up, held head high
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Slowly they circle the fountain, then lower their heads to drink, horns touching the flowing water. It turns gold, as a mute magic is unleashed. Golden light starts to rise from the fountain, turning into a rainbow, steps taking shape, each a different shade of gold, light and dark together in a dance of golden fire.

Cleo and Jess look at each other, and slowly nod. The rainbow grows higher, stretching to the sky. Cleo and Jess ascend its steps.

They reach its pinnacle, looking down on Gemstone Glade below, its fountain a shining beacon of silent hope. Then they descend the other side of the rainbow. As they reach the bottom, they are soothed by darkness. It is night here, in an alternate Gemstone Glade, the same yet in reverse. In this other world, there are three moons above. The fountain is larger and noisier, a song of moonshine magic, wild whispers in the night.

The trees frame the glade like ancient protectors, larger and therefore older than in their Gemstone Glade cousin. And in front of the fountain, are two white twin unicorns with golden horns.

“Welcome friends.” Unicorns always trust each other when they meet, as unkindness is unknown in the unicorn kingdom. “We are Clint and Jade.” The four unicorns get to know each other, and quickly realise that they are two pairs of twin souls, their lives so similar, yet different in the detail.

Gemstone Glade sighs in the soft moonlight, or Crystal Cave Glade as this version is called.

Clint and Jade show their new friends the crystal caves deep beneath the glade. A hole next to the fountain houses steps that descend, and descend. Finally they reach the bottom. Crystals of light throw shadows around a large underground cavern.

A deep pool in its centre contains tiny dolphins, jumping for joy to greet their unicorn friends. Each dolphin has a golden horn protruding from their head, they are uni-dolphins. Cleo and Jess have heard the stories of uni-dolphins, but did not believe them. Until now.

The dolphins and unicorns enjoy many hours telling stories and whispering legends. The pool links via an underground tunnel to the ocean, and more uni-dolphins arrive from there to join them. It is a night of magic and merriment. As the new friends party, mystical golden dust rises from their horns. A cloud forms and mounts the steps to rise high above Crystal Cave Glade. Then, the cloud releases golden rain, blessing the glade below with the healing power of gold. When it hits the ground, the rain forms golden pebbles.

golden drops of water
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In the morning, the golden rainbow is still there, waiting. Cleo and Jess retrace their steps, a new golden happiness in their hearts. They return to Gemstone Glade as night descends there, its one moon shining golden tonight.

The golden rainbow slowly fades, leaving behind gold dust on the ground. It starts to rain, and as if by magic the dust rises and turns in to tiny golden fairies.

The fairies of Gemstone Glade clap their hands in delight, new friends! It is a morning of golden magic, not the end but the start of a story, a tale that knows no conclusion, the never to be finished novel of Gemstone Glade.